The skies are lowering some more. Existence is twitching here and there. Rain reflects Berlin's icy glow: a frisky spirit on the tip of your nose. We dance with him for quite some time. No missing a beat for a heart that goes on. Flamboyant whispers strike a chord back home. You come to me, I'm not alone, in the sound of a song we know no wrong. Remixes by Benjamin Brunn & Move D and Kalabrese.